He Tong finally couldn't bear it anymore. It was the first time he met such an unreasonable and domineering woman. He didn't know why she didn't even have the slightest bit of sympathy.
"Stay in the hotel!" He Tong shook off Zhao Fengling's hand, walked to the desk with glaring eyes, slapped his ID card on the table, and said.
"He Tong, let's go, anyway, it's already soaked like this." Zhao Fengling was timid, walked behind He Tong, pulled his clothes, and said.
"No, Feng Ling, stay here!" He Tong was already furious, and shouted, "I'm not going anywhere!"
The middle-aged woman didn't react at all to He Tong's fury, as if she hadn't heard anything. She glanced at He Tong's ID card, then picked up the mop from the corner of the wall, wiped off the mud and water on the ground, and then went back to the desk and sat down.
"You two can't put your wet clothes on the bed, and you can't put them on the sofa, do you understand?" The middle-aged woman simply registered, took He Tong's money, took a key from the key chain, and threw it to He Tong said, "The door opens by itself, the hot water is turned on by itself, and the security management regulations are hung on the walls of the room. You can see for yourself."
He Tong took Zhao Fengling's hand and ran towards the room as if fleeing for his life. The room they lived in was opposite the gate, and they had to go through the yard, so they went through another baptism of wind and rain before they came to the door of the room .
"Fengling, don't you think this stinky bitch is a bit too much?" He Tong turned his head and looked at the figure of the middle-aged woman who was watching them viciously, and said, "It seems that the whole world owes her, a little No sympathy at all? Everyone in the world is like her, don¡¯t they always prey on the weak and cause constant disasters?¡±
Zhao Fengling's heart was beating wildly, her soaked clothes were tightly attached to her body, and goosebumps the size of rice were also clustered in groups.
"He Tong, why do you live here?" Zhao Fengling asked softly, clasping her arms tightly.
"I just can't bear to see her look like a bear. I have to hide from the rain here." He Tong said, gnashing his teeth angrily.
Zhao Fengling was terrified by the dark small courtyard, she didn't dare to look anywhere, and said, "He Tong, is it worth treating her anger with her? What kind of quality is she? Maybe she hasn't finished elementary school yet? Are you a college student? Like this You have won, you have spent money to hide from the rain. Besides, He Tong, this is not a black shop, is it?"
He Tong opened the door for a long time before he finally unlocked the door. He kicked open the door and said, "Black shop? Erniang Sun is much more energetic than her. Come in."
He Tong and Zhao Fengling stepped in and closed the door. They found that the room was as simple as the entrance hall, with an old-fashioned double bed and desk, plus a dirty and old sofa. An iron clothes hanger behind the door was rusty, and the original spray color could not be guessed. A damp and musty smell came to the nostrils, and the stench was unpleasant.
"He Tong, how much is this broken house?" Zhao Fengling said standing on the ground, not knowing what to do.
"One hundred, I think it's worth fifty, but now is the tourist season." He Tong lifted the towel on the bed and said, "Feng Ling, go in and lie down to warm up, don't freeze."
As soon as Zhao Fengling came in, she wanted to take off the wet clothes on her body, and then got in to warm up. However, with He Tong present, she hesitated.
"He Tong, I" Zhao Fengling turned around and said, "You"
He Tong knew what Zhao Fengling was going to say. He covered his eyes, pretended to be relaxed and natural, and said, "Let me tell you, Fengling, are you afraid that the spring will fade away? Don't worry, I won't watch it, and there is nothing to see. "
Zhao Fengling turned around, winked at He Tong shyly, and said, "He Tong, turn around and stand facing the wall, and turn back after I agree."
He Tong slapped the wall twice, then twisted the rainwater from the corner of his clothes, and said, "Okay, I have tried to break the wall for ten years, and when I look back, I will become a saint."
Zhao Fengling took off her clothes at the fastest speed in her life, got into the towel, covered herself tightly, and said, "He Tong, you can buy another towel, no, I'm sticky and uncomfortable. "
"Okay, just wait." He Tong lowered his head, picked up the thermos bottle placed by the base of the wall, and walked out of the room.
After a while, He Tong returned to the room, poured hot water for Zhao Fengling, and then stood facing the wall again, listening to the sound of rushing water, imagining the image of Zhao Fengling wiping himself with a towel. He Tong's imagination was involuntary, and this imagination made him very excited. He forgot the cold, and the unhappiness that the middle-aged woman brought him, and his whole body became hot in an instant, as if he was in the middle of nowhere. in a huge oven.
"He Tong, well, you are doing well. "Zhao Fengling got into the towel again, only showing her face, and said.
He Tong froze and didn't move. At this moment, he didn't have the courage to turn around. The involuntary fantasy made him have a strong physiological reaction, and his desires were rampant. He was saying to himself, be rational, you must be rational, don't be so useless. However, the final result turned out to be disappointing and counterproductive. He wanted to hide it, and he found that he was as hard as a stone.
"He Tong, what's wrong with you? Do you really want to be a saint?" Zhao Fengling said, wondering why He Tong was still standing upright against the wall.
He Tong doesn't want to be a saint at all now, he is a mortal, he has seven emotions and six desires, and he can't stop. If He Tong had had an ideological struggle when he was standing facing the wall just now, then when he suddenly turned around, his eyes were shining brightly, and he threw himself on Zhao Fengling's body recklessly, his head was empty, like a machine without Signal TV, what thought was gone.
Zhao Fengling was naturally taken aback by He Tong's actions. The moment He Tong turned around, she had already seen what was going to happen from his eyes. At first she tried to protect herself by tugging on the towel, but as He Tong's kisses came into close contact with her body, she gradually lost the ability to resist, and her whole body was paralyzed, like an ice sculpture slowly melting in the spring breeze drop the same.
A pair of lovers who are deeply in love, after restraining their desire for nearly four years, are finally about to take the most important step in their lives in a damp and dark hut on a sudden stormy night. There was the patter of rain, and the flashes of thunder and lightning.
"Fengling, will you regret it?" After a commotion, He Tong seemed to have finally regained his senses. He hugged Zhao Fengling with one hand, and stroked her smooth and soft body with the other, and said affectionately.
Zhao Fengling was unprepared for He Tong's sudden calm down, just like she didn't expect him to pounce on him recklessly. Zhao Fengling originally thought that He Tong would do what he wanted regardless of the consequences, like a river breaking its embankment, rushing down thousands of miles, no matter whether she agreed or disagreed, he would never stop and ask for her opinion before that.
"He Tong, do you really want to?" Zhao Fengling was bewildered, she raised her hands, wrapped them around He Tong's neck, and said.
He Tong blushed, eyes drooped, and said: "Feng Ling, if you don't want to, I'll you know, I'm already embarrassed by what I did just now."
Zhao Fengling was moved by He Tong's words, she thought his words were sincere and not intended to deceive her. She thought that any woman in the world would be moved at such a time and would not remain indifferent. He Tong is already passionate and uncontrollable, but he is trying hard to convince himself to calm down, and their peaceful relationship for the past four years is already a miracle compared to the speed of modern love development. During the days when they were in love, Zhao Fengling had already noticed that when they embraced and kissed each other, how many times He Tong had a physical reaction, but he calmed down with amazing perseverance, making this miracle a reality. A true miracle. How could she regret being integrated with such a man? Everything happened so suddenly that no one had enough mental preparation, but because of this, everything was involuntary and logical, and no one had the courage to refuse what was about to happen. Charm of the Night died midway.
"He Tong, you love me, don't you?" Zhao Fengling said with tears overflowing his eyes when he thought of this.
He Tong kissed Zhao Fengling's teary eyes and said, "Yes, Fengling, I love you."
"He Tong, you will treat me well all your life, won't you?" Zhao Fengling gave He Tong a deep kiss and said.
"Yes, Feng Ling, I will treat you well for the rest of my life." He Tong burst into tears and said.
Zhao Fengling He Tong wiped away tears and said, "He Tong, you will make me happy, won't you?"
He Tong nodded heavily, and said: "Yes, Feng Ling, I will make you happy."
Finally, Zhao Fengling stopped talking, her eyes closed slowly, and a happy smile was written on her blushing face. She felt that she was like sitting on a huge spaceship, soaring in the vast space, elegant, surrounded by stars for a while, and a myriad of rays for a while, not knowing where she was and where she was going to fly.
At this moment, He Tong and Zhao Fengling clearly felt unprecedented intoxication and happiness. They entered a state of ecstasy in their sincere sweet words, and a beautiful love story was about to turn a new page.
Following Zhao Fengling's weak sigh, He Tong and her became one with heaven and earth in an instant. However, at this moment, the door suddenly opened, and the wind and rain swept in.
Standing at the door were two heavily armed policemen. After a thunderstorm, a thick and cold voice seemed to come from the depths of the sky: "Get up, get dressed!"
He Tong and Zhao Fengling woke up in a sweet dream, and he fell from her body amidst her soul-stirring screams. They lacked the necessary transition from fanatical ecstasy to panic, and they fell into the abyss for a while, and their souls were lost. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com), After a thunderstorm, a thick and cold voice seemed to come from the depths of the sky: "Get up, get dressed!"
He Tong and Zhao Fengling woke up in a sweet dream, and he fell from her body amidst her soul-stirring screams. They lacked the necessary transition from fanatical ecstasy to panic, and they fell into the abyss for a while, and their souls were lost. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com